Southampton Dock
๐ต 662 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:16 duration
๐ ID: 5175758
๐ Lyrics
They disembarked in 45
And no one spoke
And no one smiled
There were too many spaces in the line
And gathered at the cenotaph
They all agreed with hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial knives
But now
She stands upon Southampton dock
With her handkerchief
And her summer frock
Clings To her wet body in the rain
In quiet desperation
Knuckles white upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys goodbye again
Ooo, Maggie what have you done?
And still the dark stain spreads between
Their shoulder blades
A mute reminder
Of the poppy fields and graves
When the fight was over
We spent what they had made
But
In the bottom of our hearts
We felt the final cut
And no one spoke
And no one smiled
There were too many spaces in the line
And gathered at the cenotaph
They all agreed with hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial knives
But now
She stands upon Southampton dock
With her handkerchief
And her summer frock
Clings To her wet body in the rain
In quiet desperation
Knuckles white upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys goodbye again
Ooo, Maggie what have you done?
And still the dark stain spreads between
Their shoulder blades
A mute reminder
Of the poppy fields and graves
When the fight was over
We spent what they had made
But
In the bottom of our hearts
We felt the final cut
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:09.29] They disembarked in 45
[00:12.82] And no one spoke
[00:14.68] And no one smiled
[00:15.55] There were too many spaces in the line
[00:20.12] And gathered at the cenotaph
[00:24.61] They all agreed with hand on heart
[00:28.32] To sheath the sacrificial knives
[00:32.89] But now
[00:35.57] She stands upon Southampton dock
[00:39.25] With her handkerchief
[00:41.04] And her summer frock
[00:42.81] Clings To her wet body in the rain
[00:50.15] In quiet desperation
[00:52.80] Knuckles white upon the slippery reins
[00:56.48] She bravely waves the boys goodbye again
[01:02.86] Ooo, Maggie what have you done?
[01:13.79] And still the dark stain spreads between
[01:17.34] Their shoulder blades
[01:23.78] A mute reminder
[01:28.22] Of the poppy fields and graves
[01:35.55] When the fight was over
[01:38.36] We spent what they had made
[01:43.71] But
[01:45.55] In the bottom of our hearts
[01:47.35] We felt the final cut
[01:52.83]
[00:12.82] And no one spoke
[00:14.68] And no one smiled
[00:15.55] There were too many spaces in the line
[00:20.12] And gathered at the cenotaph
[00:24.61] They all agreed with hand on heart
[00:28.32] To sheath the sacrificial knives
[00:32.89] But now
[00:35.57] She stands upon Southampton dock
[00:39.25] With her handkerchief
[00:41.04] And her summer frock
[00:42.81] Clings To her wet body in the rain
[00:50.15] In quiet desperation
[00:52.80] Knuckles white upon the slippery reins
[00:56.48] She bravely waves the boys goodbye again
[01:02.86] Ooo, Maggie what have you done?
[01:13.79] And still the dark stain spreads between
[01:17.34] Their shoulder blades
[01:23.78] A mute reminder
[01:28.22] Of the poppy fields and graves
[01:35.55] When the fight was over
[01:38.36] We spent what they had made
[01:43.71] But
[01:45.55] In the bottom of our hearts
[01:47.35] We felt the final cut
[01:52.83]